Poetry Corner: Volume 7

It’s raining cats and dogs here. The days are dull, gloomy but ever so often they invoke terror and awe like Arundhathi Subramaniam’s poetry. The aftermath is a clear, washed-up sky, which has you marveling at the few stars the city affords you. You stare, run through the pictures of the James Webb telescope again,Continue reading “Poetry Corner: Volume 7”